Hi gang
Today I'm celebrating a birthday and an anniversary. Ty, ty. the birthday is the 52nd and the anniversary is number 1. Because of EM I now only walk from my bedroom to the bathroom, and only when it's right for me. The deciding factor to get a wheel chair came when my kids came to visit, we went someplace, I had a flair, (more on the spelling later), and they had to sit there for almost 2 hours before I was ready to walk to the car. The pain was unbearable! Not the EM pain, the pain from seeing the kids feel bad for me. I didn't want that to happen anymore so I got the chair and promised myself that for them I will be strong.
I knew that my legs would atrophy and if my weight stayed the same, my body fat would go up (again), and I could slip into type II diabetes, (again). So I'm eating a little smarter and and I lost 20 lbs in this last year. I'm thinking I lost a lot more than that in muscle tissue but it's a good start. (tall and big build)
Now to the point. I did a sideways glance in the mirror to gander the shrinking stomach. Now that's when I noticed that my ass fell off. Don't be confused about the adjective "ass", because apparently I can still be one, I just don't have one. Have you seen my ass? Perhaps you have a spare you can send? I don't need much, a little padding for my favorite park bench will suffice. Off white will match but I'm not picky.
I should edit the wiki and add "ass falls off" as a symptom.
Flair - Stylishness and originality, according to Merriam. So my body shows stylishness with nice vivid colors in the red/purple spectrum. Texture too! The veins pop nicely, can't wait to take a 3D photo for those who have not seen this. That's pretty original, right?